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( ett • voice & video )

( At first there's not a video feed, just a very simple yet disgruntled question: )

Does anyone around here know how to knit? I feel like I have to be missing something.

( In an effort to illustrate the point, there's suddenly a telepathic video stream attached, showcasing what appears to be a muddled ball of yarn; someone may or may not have resorted to trying to rub or melt it together because knitting is obviously just some type of witchcraft.

Hands attempt to pull it apart to showcase the expert craftsmanship that went into this mess -- there's also the sound of rain, as well as a small voice in the background that keeps shouting FUCK! over and over again with varied levels of intensity. The culprit is a chubby Elto baby that's crawling around just out of sight, a thick stick grasped firmly in their hand. )

Lisko! No bad words! -- Regardless, I have a suspicion that the problem is more so with the type of...materials...since they don't want to stick together no matter what I do.

( Or Emil's just an idiot, which is only somewhat more likely. )

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I'm sure everyone needs space. You just have to find enough space so that it's not cramped and aggravating, but not too much space so you feel lonely and like you live in an empty house all the time.

( Those are his drunk, overly wordy thoughts on the matter. ) Imagine having to stay in this hut forever -- two grown men and then a huge lizard alien. We'd be living on top of each other all day, every day. It's ridiculous to even think about!

[Well, he meant more immediately, but... Whatever. Steak and wine, what a decadent meal for their shitty little cabin, which gets another critical look. All three of them in here forever...]

We don't, though. We go outside, and the coven goes to other worlds, and we'll go home one day.

( Drunk Lesson #1: Be specific and maybe the person in question will be more understanding. )

It was rhetorical -- I'm sure we won't be trapped here forever. This level of space just isn't sustainable for long periods of time, no matter where you are.

( As an answer to a question misunderstood, Emil gets more comfortable, totally unbothered by this makeshift cuddlepile. At least everyone being smooshed together makes the cramped hut in question appear bigger. None of these things matter to Lisko, who switches between papping all three of them while gurgling nonsense syllables. You'll get there one day, baby lizard. )

[ummm]

...I guess I wouldn't know if you complained about this in the tank.

I didn't really. Well, having to sleep on top of one another in a confined space was horrible, but that's par for the course for military living. Doesn't mean I have to like it.

( Like...would anyone WANT to live with six people in one small area?? )

I grumbled about it to myself when it got frustrating.,, At least all of us aren't in this damned hut.

Then I would want to die. It'd smell terrible. And that stupid idiot…

[But if Tuuri had been here, in this even smaller space, and everyone could understand each other, and you could speak without speaking... He wonders if he would have known. If he could have kept her close in his sights so she couldn't... Hn.]

( Reynir. Imagine having to live in this hut, three grown men and a lizard. One of those men is Reynir, optimistically talking about one stupid thing or the other and maybe looking like he's going to obnoxiously cry sometimes.

God, Reynir.

Totally ignorant of Lalli's new line of thought, Emil sighs, half-contented and half-bleary. )

Sometimes I'm glad those others aren't here. I don't feel particularly bad about it either. I like Sigrun well enough, but it would be such a hassle to have to be with them even more...do you understand? ( It's not a relief at their not being abducted, but more like a..."thank god my coworkers aren't here because your shit gets really old really quick" feeling. ) It would be great to be back to get the mission over with and be home, but I can't say I'm upset with their absence here.

[It's so nice they have the same priorities. Lalli's busy drinking, so he only hums in agreement at first.]

Yeah... I'm glad it's you. I don't want them here, and I don't...think I want Onni here, either.

( Onni...oh yeah, that's his other cousin's name. Emil is trying but failing to remember how many times he's heard that name before. )

Onni...what's he like? Your other cousin. ( It's somewhat mysterious to him...on one hand, he certainly wouldn't want his family forced to go worldhopping with him, but that's more for their sake than his feelings about his crew members. Which is what Lalli feels for Onni? )

[Let's see, what's Onni like...]

Crybaby.

[SWIG]

( The snorty sound Emil makes in unattractive af. )

If that all? He sounds like a real character, then. ( Emil knows what Onni looks like, but all he can think about is a tall version of Lalli who's just sniffling all the time.

The stupid laughter continues; holy shit that's an image, alright. )

[It's charming, though... To Lalli's tipsy brain, it's charming.]

Mm. I guess so. He's just Onni.

( The giggles still come...thinking about Lalli being like anyone other than Lalli is so weird, so comical, oh my GODS that's funny. Even if it has nothing to do with Onni, but oh well.

Emil looks like he's going to respond to him, but instead he can't get the words out. Everything he's thinking is just so funny. The kind of laughter that you don't get because whatever it is isn't that hilarious, but you can't control yourself for whatever reason.

The lizard between them is just as confused, papping at their dad that's covering his face and trying not to loudly laugh in the tiny hut. Are you okay dad,?? fuckin breathe you dipshit! )

[Lisko's got the right idea, being concerned. What's happening...! Lalli's pretty sure it's because of the drinking they've done, but he doesn't know how else to fix it, so he pushes his hand with the bottle in it against Emil's hidden, giggling face. What!!!]

I didn't tell any jokes, you weird Swede.

( Oof -- the feeling of the knuckles on his face don't phase Emil, who continues to giggle, now without his hand in the way. Goodness!! You're just giving him more fuel!! )

I don't think I've ever heard you tell a joke. Can you? ( LALLI THE COMEDIAN IS KILLING HIM INSIDE )

[Wow, rude? Lalli huffs and squares his shoulders. He's got this...!]

How...do you tell when a Finn is an extrovert? [He waits a beat, but not enough that he's got comedic timing. He only sort of understands this joke, anyway. It's kinda dumb.] He will stare at your shoes when he's talking to you instead of his.

[Yep, this has been Lalli with Old World Humor.]

( .............well, he's laughing more now. Not for the right reason, but. )

That was horrible.

Yes. Most jokes are bad.

[Fact.]

A lot of them are about drinking. Maybe I should have told that one...

[The other single joke he remembers.]

( !! LALLI HAS ANOTHER JOKE, RED ALERT, RED ALERT!!! )

Tell me that one, too! ( He needs a top up, the giggling is leaving him. )

[okay, okay!! weirdo...]

I only drink on days of the week that start with T. Tuesday, Thursday, and Today.

That one is even worse!

( Despite his protests, Emil laughs even harder, unable to hold it back at all. Lalli trying to tell jokes is the best thing in the world right now because it's so not like him. His eyes are leaking, help him. )

[Yeahhh, laugh at his bad jokes and agree they're bad. Actually, it's really weird.]

Then why are you still laughing...

[This time, though, he's got a small uptick in the corner of his mouth and he nudges Emil with his elbow. You weirdo!!!]

You telling jokes at all is what's funniest! ( Like, please agree with him that you aren't exactly the humerous sort, friend. ) It's surprising. You're surprising.

( Damn you, Lalli!!! Why do you keep becoming more and more likable!!!!! )

[Hn... He certainly knows he's not the type to tell jokes --at least not this kind, but it's still baffling to him that Emil seems to be finding so much joy in it.]

I'm surprising...

[He's kind of...stunned by this line. He's surprising? What kind of person is Emil to be surprised and delighted by Lalli doing something he isn't used to...

Weird. But as weird as it is, he still has a nice smile and voice.]

I think you are just drunk.

[LET'S AVOID THE PUZZLE.]

What? ( Don't sound so indignant when you're still sipping on this horrible liquor, stupid boy. Emil looks at the glass in his hand like he just realized he'd been drinking all this time.

Oh. Huh. ) Maybe? ...Probably.

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